Salt and pepper to my taste,
And like boys and girls around me;
Salt and light to my wisdom,
And like your love and the romance around me;
But, i can't wait to sleep on my own bed without economics.
Of the very thin line between love and hate,
Thin, thing!
In the line of duty;
But, i can't wait to sleep on my own bed without economics.
Of the vast lines between home and abroad!
But, you are my queen and you deserve my cream;
So, sing and laugh when you have sweet love around you.
Salt and pepper to my taste!
I do have my humble coat in my humble abode;
So, row and flow when you have peace around you!
But, not like a Knight with a crooked talbe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem